Master Mo Se calmed down his usual scoundrel look and walked slowly towards Qingcheng. He hadn't seen her for half a month, but she was still so unapproachable. Even if he was the master who hurt her so much, she was still so indifferent to him.
"Why is this girl so cold and doesn't say hello to my old man?" Master Mo Se always has nothing to do with her. He can't bear to be cruel to her, so let her go... He can't stand it on his own face, and he always does this.
It was always the case that he opened his mouth first to induce her to speak, otherwise with her indifferent temperament, she might have to wait for a whole day before she would say a word of her own initiative.
Qingcheng straightened up. She had suppressed the sourness in her heart a lot just after lying quietly for a moment. Even if someone appeared in front of her, she would not be too embarrassed.
"You're early!" Qingcheng knew that he came for her wedding. That day in Lanshan Town, she heard Xiao Ran say that he came to the Imperial City, and he came all the way because she was about to get married.
Master Mo Se has long been accustomed to her light tone. She has always been like this after living together in Xueyu Palace for two years. Except for the occasional smile that would appear on her lips when she was thinking about something, neither he nor Xiao Ran saw much of her.
There are too many expressions displayed on this peerless face.
Master Mo Se was not angry when he heard what she said. He grinned and said: "Girl, this really saddens me. After all, I am already so old and have come all the way from the snowy region, and you treat me like this? Sigh...
..." He sighed softly, lowered his eyes and shook his head pretending to be aggrieved, but he couldn't help but secretly look at her reaction with his raised eyebrows!
At this moment, how could Qingcheng still be in the mood to laugh and talk with him? Although she knew in her heart that he was teasing her deliberately to comfort her, her unstable mood prevented her from laughing.
Qingcheng lowered her head, her long eyelashes covering the dullness in her eyes. She held back the pain in her throat and said in a low voice: "I'm getting married..." But the man who was about to become her husband...